Ex gay husband - 1. Wedding

There are two kinds of weddings. I bet, you did that, too, back then when you were in kindergarten. Marrying one of the other kids that you were good friends with. Not a big deal. We just mimicked the adults. What we weren't able to grasp at that age was of course the commitment for a period of time that we wouldn't have been able to distinguish from eternity.

My wedding was none of them. In fact, it kinda was both.

But before we proceed, I'll introduce you to my friend Mark. If he were to be described in one word, it's "crazy"—because that's what he made sure to appear to others. Maybe that's how he sorted the wheat from the chaff. Perhaps he did it as some form of self-protection. When one starts to know him better, it's possible to glimpse behind that facade and see a great person with whom I went through highs and lows and who's still a friend of mine. It was one of Mark's habits to "marry" people from our instant messaging group and deprive that person of every right with a prenuptial contract, not less fictional, so that this person became his property—that was his kind of humor. I was married to him as well. We never got divorced because there was no need to yet. None of us took that seriously.

One day, Mark acquainted me with Colin. Colin was a classmate of Mark and, as Mark said, aromantic like me. Later, it would turn out, he just had made bad experiences while I in return had none. We started talking and had the idea to make Colin guess my username in the forum "Boypoint" where Mark and I met.

His guess was wrong, and so I asked him: "Do you take this as your final answer?"

He replied instantly with: "Yes, I do!"

Without having planned any of the following, I noticed: "You confirm that you want to marry me without even being asked?"

He didn't seem to have any doubts when he bluntly answered with, "Soon you'll be in a happy marriage."

He knew me for just one day and didn't seem to be gay either, even though Mark ascribed that to him—Mark's special humor again. However, Colin assured me, he felt safe with me.

From that day on, we called each other "husbands".

My wedding was none of them. In fact, it kinda was both.